Putting-up with it...

In the South we have a saying, "We are putting-up with it."

Now this is not the same thing as accepting it.

This just means we are living with something of heinous injustice until we gain a high enough ground to drown out the stupid. The danger, of course, is that taking the high-road means a bigger fall if we slip. But, the raining down justice on the heads of our enemies from the top of the mountain is...priceless.

Bring it on. I've lived this long, still trudging the high road with all the trip-wires and snares. If God was going to drop me, I'd have surely fallen hard by now. At this point, I am just following His map with a lantern at my feet, a book, a bell, and a prayer.

More cases to be closed soon.

Volunteer work is tough.

But, having an open-ended deadline...that my B&G...is what is saving your jobs.

So, I am putting up with the crass commentary of your voyeuristic tendencies, and I am putting up with the incredulous disbelieving -- which turns to unsteady unbelief -- which turns to case closed, and I am putting up with the fact that I have to sit here, hoping that it works, while closure is brought to the families of the damned.

Because we have to dance around the carousel of entrapment.

Oh yes, I am putting up with it...for now.

~AC